When Lu Yanhe was about to answer the phone, he found that the call had already been hung up.
Yet, the name displayed on the screen hadn't disappeared, flashing two distinct words—Baby.
His thoughts momentarily froze, and his fingers stopped there for a long while, forgetting to take them down.
Su Jia's voice came through the sound of trickling water, "Who called?"
Lu Yanhe remained silent for a moment before softly speaking, his voice noticeably hoarse, "It was hung up. You can call back when you come out later."
After he spoke, his fingertip gently slid over the screen lock, and then he opened the call log.
He squinted his eyes slightly, contemplated, and still decided to call back.
Once the call connected, Tang Yuzhou's voice came through from the other side, "Hello?"
Lu Yanhe was startled for a moment but remained silent.
"Hello?"
"..."
"Hello! Su Jiajia, speak!"
"..."
He closed his eyes, gently slid his fingers, and hung up the call.
